Restricted by the rules of the Wizard Alliance, Grimm did not return to the Sorcerer World with Grimm, Andu Seymour, Millie, and Mafune Nevishy.
Buzz …
Like rain after a long drought, the thirsty Grimm received the infusion of the Sorcerer World's Will, even forming ribbons that represented the laws of day and night. Moaning in comfort, the Day and Night Wings on Grimm's back opened up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The influence of the will that was about to be cut off from the Black Mage King was compensated, and it was extremely comfortable.
"Caw caw caw caw …"
Little Eight flew and played in the Day and Night Ribbons that Grimm had gathered, while Millie quietly guarded by Grimm's side, feeling the interaction between the Sorcerer World's Final Guardian and the World's Will.
On the other side.
Andu Seymour stepped on the ground and half-knelt on the soil, crying tears of joy.
Holding up a handful of Sorcerer World soil, he felt the vitality and fragrance of the soil. It contained the rhythm of the Sorcerer World's unique laws, which contained a huge amount of microorganisms and organic matter. Andu Seymour held the soil in front of him and sniffed it with all his might. He was filled with happiness and joy, even closing his eyes to be intoxicated. A blush appeared on his aged cheeks, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
"This is the familiar aura of the Sorcerer World. I've finally returned to the Sorcerer World. The scene that I've imagined for countless days and nights has finally come true. Thank you, thank you, Teacher."
Warm tears dripped on the soil, the grass swayed in the wind, and two butterflies chased each other.
With the Sorcerer World's current carrying capacity with Grimm as the final guardian, even if a Celestial Sorcerer were to descend, as long as he tried hard to restrain his own laws and rhythm, he could move within the world without affecting the environment.
Mumbling, Andu Seymour buried his head in the wet soil, as if embracing the world. He spread his arms and lay on the grass, looking like he just wanted to have a good sleep.
In the sky.
Grimm's Day and Night Wings were growing like sprouts, becoming stronger and stronger. Under the convergence of thousands of black and white ribbons, they gradually grew into a pair of real wings, restoring the complete state of the Day and Night Wings. It was as if he had completed a recharge, and he felt extremely full.
"Hmph!"
Grimm's spiritualized palm drew a line in the air. Like peeling off the skin of an orange, a distorted eye that resembled green smoke was pulled out by Grimm.
The eye seemed to have sensed danger as well. It grew small arms and legs and swam desperately in the water, trying to swim to a more concealed place. Its figure became fainter and fainter, and it was about to disappear.
However, as Grimm's tri-colored eyes locked onto it, the distorted illusory eye seemed to be trapped in an iron wall, unable to escape no matter how hard it tried.
Grimm reached out his blue spiritualized palm and grabbed the illusory eye.
"Ji ji ji ji ji …"
The illusory eye let out an ear-piercing screech in the Will Domain. It seemed to know that it was in danger, and as Grimm exerted some strength in his palm, the illusory eye was crushed by Grimm.
After destroying the illusory eye, the tri-colored eyes under Grimm's Mask of Truth spun in three different directions at a high frequency.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, as fast as a shadow, Grimm's spiritualized palms moved quickly in the air, like a skilled butcher dissecting his prey. Dozens of Spectral Eyes were pinched to death by Grimm one by one.
The last one was the apricot-yellow eye under Grimm's feet. Under Grimm's Mask of Truth, there was nowhere for it to hide.
"Boom!" Grimm stomped on the air with one foot, and the crack spread out like lightning. Then, with a fierce flap of the Day and Night Wings, the fragments of the apricot-yellow eye were digested by the Sorcerer World. Grimm had completely destroyed one of the Evil Eyes of the Evil Ancestor.
"Isn't this eye interesting? Why don't you take it as a specimen and study it?"
Little Eight asked as she landed on Grimm's shoulder and saw how Grimm destroyed one of the Evil Eyes of the Evil Ancestor with one foot.
On the ground, a large tree slowly stood up with a rumbling sound. Looking up at the sky, Grimm could feel the vast and majestic Sorcerer World's Will contained within, as if it was another World Core!
Combined with the Wings of Day and Night behind Grimm's back, it was obvious who this great being was.
"Welcome, great Guardian of Day and Night!"
Grimm glanced at the tree. It was merely the lowest-level Guardian. There were at least hundreds of thousands of such Guardians in the Sorcerer World, spread across all regions of the Sorcerer World.
Nodding his head, Grimm casually asked, "Hmm, has anything happened here recently?"
"Great Guardian of Day and Night, 170 years ago, an extraterrestrial meteorite broke through the Water Curtain and fell three hundred meters to the southeast. The Guardian of Autumn came here once."
After a short conversation, the low-level guardian left with great honor.
Grimm brought Millie and the Eight Rainbow Neon with him and landed beside Anton Seymour. Looking at his third disciple in such a state, it was indeed a heart-wrenching sight.
"Alright, now that you've returned to the Sorcerer World, this is your home. Take a rest. Take this time to adapt to the changes in the Sorcerer World, and visit my fourth disciple, your little junior sister, Lilith. "
Along the way, although Grimm had told Anton Seymour about the changes in the Sorcerers World, he still needed Anton Seymour to experience it himself to make up for the gap in history after he left the Sorcerers World.
He slowly raised his head. There was still some dirt on his face, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
"Mentor, what gift do you think I should give this little junior sister? I've always been your youngest disciple, and I've always been taken care of by Eldest Senior Sister and Second Senior Brother. Now that I have a little junior sister, I really don't know how to be a qualified senior brother, hehe. "
With an old face, Anto Seymour slowly stretched out his palm and propped his bone staff on the ground. He said in a low voice, "Speaking of which, this magic staff is actually very incompatible with me. It was just that I had no choice in that kind of environment. I'll leave it here for the future fated person."
Saying that, Anto Seymour said to Grimm, "Mentor, I'll be leaving!"
"Alright."
Under Grimm's gaze, Anto Seymour walked on the grass between the hills like a wanderer, step by step going further away.
After a while, Little Eight interrupted Grimm's thoughts.
"Damn! Hey, hey, hey, Grimm beast, take a look. What did the No Beginning Saint Ancestor do to you? "
Beside him, Millie was also shocked by the phenomenon caused by Grimm. She said anxiously, "Grimm, the plants around you are also infected!"
Grimm hurriedly turned around to look. A thorn bush was in the same situation as him, with the hook marks on its edges disappearing.
What was different from him was that because of his high-quality true body, he was still unaffected after losing the outline marks on its edges. However, this thorn vine was truly disappearing, as if it had been erased by an unknown force.
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